Job 6:7
The things {that} my soul refused to touch {are} as my sorrowful meat.
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And say, Thus saith the king, Put this {fellow} in the prison, and feed him with bread of affliction and with water of affliction, until I come in peace.
Moreover he said unto me, Son of man, behold, I will break the staff of bread in Jerusalem: and they shall eat bread by weight, and with care; and they shall drink water by measure, and with astonishment:
And she said, {As} the LORD thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but an handful of meal in a barrel, and a little oil in a cruse: and, behold, I {am} gathering two sticks, that I may go in and dress it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.
Then said I, Ah Lord GOD! behold, my soul hath not been polluted: for from my youth up even till now have I not eaten of that which dieth of itself, or is torn in pieces; neither came there abominable flesh into my mouth.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters. {I eat: Heb. my meat}
Son of man, eat thy bread with quaking, and drink thy water with trembling and with carefulness;
For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
I ate no pleasant bread, neither came flesh nor wine in my mouth, neither did I anoint myself at all, till three whole weeks were fulfilled. {pleasant...: Heb. bread of desires}
Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters. {I eat: Heb. my meat}
The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet. {loatheth: Heb. treadeth under foot}